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                     because the  police boats  by  good luck  had   speed, and  all the  time  he had  been  closely
                     happened  to  be  lying  right  in  our  course,   scanning the  dark  waterline  of  the  city,  no
                     we  were  suddenly  caught  in  a  tight  place.   doubt  picking out  landmarks  indistinguish-
                     If  we  turned,  the  lost  motion of  turning   able  to me.
                     would  give  the  pursuers  a  chance  to  crowd   "Got  it,  Jack?  It's  three  blocks  below
                     in  closer, for a  motor-boat  can  not  turn  on   the  Jennings  wharf-where   that  double
                     its  heels  like  an  alarmed  animal;  and  the   green light-  You've  picked  it  up?  Good!
                     police had  the advantage  of position;  but  if   Let's  go in."
                     in  a  comparatively  straight  line  we  could   Tome:
                     go by  them,  the  positions  would be nearly   "We've  got a good five minutes'  jump  on
                     reversed,  and  they  would  lose  the  time  in   'em.  Work  on narrow  margins in this busi-
                     veering  around.   It  was all a matter  of not   ness.  Great  life, Don?"
                     many  seconds perhaps,  but  just  at  that  mo-  I  did not  think  so, but  it  seemed no time
                     ment  seconds  were  important.   It  looked   to talk about  it.
                     to me suspiciously as if the police had either   I asked only if  there were not  any  watch-
                     known, or had a pretty  good idea as to what   men  along  here.  The  watchmen,  he  said,
                     they  were doing.                          had  been  taken  care  of.  It  was_ the  way
                       Things  happened  with  a  rapidity  that   they  made  their  living-"by   being  taken
                     necessarily makes  the  telling of it slow; and   care of."
                     Lord  Bob  and  Jackman  evidently  under-   "Too  many  links,"  was my  comment.
                     stood,  either  by  stud ious  prearrangement   But  since  the  importation  of  smoking
                     or by  instinct,  each other  so well, that  they   opium was absolutely  prohibited,  and  since
                     knew  what  to do.  For  Lord  Bob sang out:   people had  to have it-or  thought  they  did,
                       "Don't  shoot.  We'll  stop."            which as far as their efforts to get it are con-
                       Then:                                    cerned  amounts  to the  same  thing-elabo-
                       "Kill  that  engine-kill   'er.  The  jig's   rate preparations  would  be  made  for smug-
                     up."                                       gling,  and  certain  risks  readily  accepted.
                       And  again-                              But  there was no opium  in the  box we had.
                       "Don't  shoot-we're  stoppin'."                 WE  GLIDED  in  with  a  dead  en- -
                       We  could  see  nothing,  for  the  light  was
                     blinding.  But  we  could  hear,  faintly  and    gine toward  the  darkened .wharves,
                     muffled, but  enough  to  tell what  the  police   standing  with  long  legs deep  in  the
                     thought.  For  the  Sea  Breeze stuck  right .in  -water, with  a  backg1ound  of  solidly  black
                     the  path  of the  nearest  light  as if  she were  sheds  and  warehouses-a  fine place  for  the
                     coming alongside to  surrender,  then  veered   ghosts  of  murdered  men.  A  street  light
                     slightly  to port,  the motor  gathered  an  un-  here  and  there  forlornly  gleamed,  and  an
                     suspected  burst  of  speed, and  we went  past   occasional wharf  light  dimly burned  against
                     the  policeman  near  enough to have  tossed a   the  all-encroaching  night.  Lord  Bob  stood
                     dollar  on  board.  Lord  Bob  and  I  leaped   in  the  bow with  his :flashlight burning,  and
                     over  the  box and  went  flat  to the  deck, not   I  held  a  boat-hook  to  steady  us  as we ran
                    an instant  before the rifles began to crack.   beside a  low, flat-topped  barge.
                       "All  right,  Jack?"  Lord  Bob called.    We stopped.
                       "Sure  am,"  came  the  answer  against  the   "Hey,"  Lord  Bob  shouted  inquiringly
                    wind.                                       into  the  darkness.
                       We could see two  searchlights  frantically   "Hands  up,"  came  the  hoarse  order.
                    waving  about  like  the  bright  antennae of   "We're  p'lice."
                    some  monstrous  and . excited  insect;  and   Three  forms  suddenly  appeared,  bulking
                     they  were  left  far  behind  before  they  had   blackly,  on the edge of the barge.
                    picked  up  their  speed;  and  we could  easily   "The  --  you  are,"  said  Lord  Bob.
                    outdistance  them  in  their  highest  speed   "We're  customs.  Thi  is the boat  an'  stuff.
                    anyhow.  So  the  situation  was  again  re-  P'lice  boats  arc layin'  out  to catch  the  other
                    versed;  the policemen  could  not  locate  us  fellow."
                     unless  they  stopped  from  time  to  time  to   "What  other feller?" demanded  the officer
                     listen  for  our  motor.  Or  at  least  so  we  in  charge,  a  little  impressed,  but  wholly
                     thought.                                   suspicious.
                       "This  is where  we make  a  break  for it,"   Flashlights  had  fallen on us.  We did not
                    said Lord  Bob after  twenty  minutes  of fast   look  at  all  like  what  the  police  imagine  all
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